I'm on the Ark, and I started as a succubus.

W took off his helmet and glanced at the palace located in the Central Park, his premonition that it was always meant to be this way growing stronger.

It should look like this, with a natural beauty! Just like that Leaning Tower of Pisa, if it weren't leaning, it wouldn't be a classic building.

"Isn't it pretty too?"

W pursed his lips and muttered something, then shook his head and said to the Sarkaz mercenary beside him:

"Work hard in light rain, work even harder in heavy rain! All that's left are these outer edges, hurry up and finish the work, I'm taking the bomb to find someone to pay the final payment! Hurry up, there are still a few earthwork projects waiting for us."

"You, you! Stop standing there, come here! Take a few men, a cartload of money, and some firearms, and go talk to them about that earthmoving job. Tell those Longmen guys that only we can do that earthmoving work!"

After assigning the tasks, W frowned slightly as he watched the pile drivers arriving one after another, along with the huge, menacing pile heads.

She suddenly felt that tonight's pile driving opportunity would be exceptionally noisy.

067 Lapland has completely said goodbye to the past~

Snap, snap—snap!

Thump, thump—thump!

The sound of raindrops falling from the sky was exceptionally clear, and the sound of pile drivers near Longmen Park was exceptionally violent.

When they're all put together, it's a chaotic mess that's incredibly frustrating.

Froststar wanted to reach out and cover her long rabbit ears to keep those strange noises from getting into them.

Unable to persuade the Sarkaz mercenary W to join her in dealing with Lupo, who had fallen into a terrible abyss, she could only trek alone through the rain and mud to the palace built of mirrors.

She had seen the design drawings; the original design was a classic combination of a glass house and a large swimming pool. The original intention was to allow people to see the stars while swimming in the pool or doing fun things on the side.

One-way glass also means that only people inside can see pedestrians outside, while people outside cannot see anything inside.

A design brimming with excitement... no, it's a design brimming with evil!

Froststar stopped and moved away from the area on the outskirts of the park where construction was being carried out at an accelerated pace. Suddenly, the sound of the pattering rain became exceptionally clear, like a melodious and gentle tune. However, the booming sounds from the construction site in the distance pierced through the overlapping rain curtain and came over, like a bizarre heavy metal music being played hysterically and wildly.

The two strange sounds combined created an extremely unsettling atmosphere.

Froststar shook her head and suddenly heard an even fainter sound.

Sometimes her breathing was rapid and labored, and sometimes it would stop abruptly. At one moment, a rapid, short high note would suddenly burst out, then fall sharply, like a soft, delicate cry that was almost choked with sobs.

"call……"

Froststar let out a soft breath, her pearly teeth involuntarily biting her full, cherry-like lips.

She knew exactly what that weak, helpless voice, like that of a small animal, was; she even understood it very well.

That man-eating, pointy-eared demon often makes that kind of sound, and each time it starts with wailing nonsense like "It's unfair!" or "Why me again?"

Each time, the pointy-eared fairy was actually chuckling to herself, a chuckle so subtle that even the pointy-eared fairy herself didn't notice.

Froststar reached out and pinched the small ear hidden under her temples, feeling that it was a little hot to the touch, rolling as if her face was flushed red as if it were steaming.

She quickened her pace and walked through the rain to reach the strange mirror palace.

In an instant, countless images of her appeared in the mirror.

Froststar let out a soft snort, and inwardly spat again.

She knew what evil purpose these mirrors were originally intended for—an extremely wicked design! They were meant to make people clearly see their own appearance, forcing them to watch helplessly as they transformed into strange forms, gradually sinking deeper and deeper into their descent into depravity.

That mercenary named W Sarkaz was caught again and treated in such an excessive way.

At first, she was muttering about Princess Theresa and that she would never submit, but later she just laughed foolishly and happily, completely forgetting about Princess Theresa.

He even happily promised that in the future, he would also invite Princess Theresa to join the joyful parties.

Froststar regained her composure and fixed her gaze on the dense mirrors blocking her view. They didn't perfectly reflect her appearance; due to construction issues, the mirrors created a funhouse mirror effect.

In one mirror, she looked chubby, with a particularly round face; in the other mirror, she appeared extremely slender and tall...

At one point, Frostnova realized something was wrong; the image reflected in the mirror was not an effect that could be achieved by mirror reflection.

In the mirror, her arms are tied to a log, and she is walking barefoot on a thick hemp rope. A pointy-eared fairy with a long, thin demon tail is behind her, holding a whip to urge her forward.

However, in the mirror, her eyes were covered, and there was a faint trace of pain between her brows, yet there was also a faint smile on her face.

what are these?

Froststar stared in astonishment at her reflection in the mirror, then suddenly realized that none of the mirrors were showing her astonished expression; instead, they were showing even more strange images.

Each one is a happy and joyful scene.

Froststar was a little disoriented until she was awakened by a scream. She realized that she had somehow entered the interior of this strange mirror palace, surrounded by distorted and bizarre mirrors, lying haphazardly and tilting to one side.

Froststar stopped in her tracks; she realized she was a little lost.

Just then, thousands upon thousands of mirrors reflected the image of the silver-haired Luper.

The most eye-catching thing was that Lupo was being held in mid-air, facing her directly. The strange posture allowed her to see everything clearly and observe the silver-haired Lupo's body.

Silver-haired Lupo held her hands up to her sides, looking like she'd gotten there first, making a victory gesture as if to declare her triumph once again.

Froststar shifted her gaze and discovered that the mirror here seemed to be displaying a funhouse mirror effect.

Silver-haired Luper's waist was as straight as a bowstring, his hands raised above his head, his cheeks looked plump and round in the funhouse mirror effect, and even his slender neck looked much rounder.

Her heartbeat quickened, and Froststar turned her head again, trying to find a way out, but what she saw was a completely different scene.

The silver-haired Lupo seemed to be right behind her in the mirror, pressed tightly against it for some reason, her lips slightly parted as she breathed in and out, the wisps of warm steam blurring the mirror's surface, making it impossible to see her face.

All that could be seen was her hands frantically scratching at the smooth mirror surface, while she pleaded for something in a tearful voice.

The sprayed water mist became increasingly dense on the mirror surface, gradually spreading into large patches of mist and water stains, eventually resembling water droplets splashing and dispersing in all directions as they vibrated and impacted.

'She's finished.'

Froststar gently closed her eyes and said in her heart.

She arrived too late and was unable to save the silver-haired Luper from the abyss.

The crisp yet heavy sound of rain became clearer again, and the rain seemed to have become even heavier, surprisingly abundant.

The sounds of construction work outside became clearer, with the booming and clattering of machinery clearly audible.

Six partings, six reunions.

It goes through six realms: greed, gluttony, indulgence, domination, vanity, and decadence.

After sixty-six days, a palace suddenly rose from the ground in the center of Longmen.

At 6:06:06 PM, we arrived at this palace filled with joy and delight at the perfect time.

6

Such a magical number, yet an incredibly sacred number.

Six days and six nights, sixty-six revelries.

Sixty-six thousand six hundred and sixty-six mirrors, sixty-six thousand six hundred and sixty-six images full of joy and happiness.

The rain poured down, the raindrops falling to the ground and then leaping back into the air, as if 600 million living beings were cheering and dancing the most frenzied dance.

They celebrated the complete departure of their beloved Miss Lappland from the past, as she descended into the eternal realm of bliss.

068 Beautiful girls, come join the party!

The rain is still falling in Longmen.

The water was plentiful, so plentiful that it was like a great flood, flowing everywhere.

Pointed and upright, pale pink and crystal clear, the lotus leaves in the artificial lake of Longmen Central Park have revealed their pointed tips out of season.

The lakeside lights illuminated the lake surface under the night sky, making it sparkle like snow-white waves. This made the delicate lotus tips floating on the lake appear exceptionally tender and beautiful, exuding a seductive and alluring charm.

Those who saw it did just that, reaching out to pinch the delicate tip, twisting and pulling it outwards with a little force, and the tender pink lotus tip was immediately broken off.

"Damn it, has the Dragon Gate Heaven broken?"

W gritted her teeth and flung the lotus bud she was holding away, her little face full of unhappiness.

Anyone would be unhappy working in the pouring rain for so long.

What's more, while others were having fun, she was working overtime on the construction site.

"That damn bastard, leaving me here to work while he goes off to sleep with that new, swindling woman."

W glanced at the mirrored palace not far away and suddenly had the idea of ​​taking a few bombs and going over to offer a peaceful and friendly greeting.

In the end, she gave up on this strange idea.

If I went there now, I might get caught and dragged into that horrible place to do something pleasant... no, something horrible.

'Your Highness Theresa…'

W bit her lip hard, took a deep breath, and wiped her face with her hand.

She had no strange ideas, not at all.

Water droplets slid down her glistening skin, winding their way from her thighs to her calves and ankles, leaving a trail of glistening water before being covered by more raindrops, the water flowing in a mottled pattern.

A hoarse, mixed electrical hum came through the radio.

W's expression shifted subtly, becoming serious once more.

A mercenary's deep voice rang out: "W, we've dug it up."

Has anyone noticed?

"Yes, but it seems to be quite common for guys like us who work in engineering to dig up strange things. Those guys just want us to get back to normal as soon as possible."

W laughed and replied, "Haha, just throw the stuff in, and it'll be restored right away."

In war, you'll definitely have to target things like power plants, waterworks, and factories. In ancient times, warfare involved burning supplies and fodder. Even in modern warfare, bombing these basic production facilities is a priority.

As for whether the consequences of their destruction will affect civilians... who cares? The strategic objective is even to use the destruction of those basic facilities to put pressure on the situation by cutting off water and electricity, causing chaos within the defending side.

The experience of being without water and electricity is extremely unpleasant and painful, and the citizens of Longmen, a bustling metropolis, cannot endure it for long.

After a few days of starvation, they'll realize that food is as essential as iron. Whether someone is infected or not, who the Lord of Longmen City is, or who will manage the city, is completely irrelevant to them.

Bai Chen had already figured out who would be the scapegoat for all these problems—

—That must have been caused by the Lungmen gang's territorial issues.

It's reasonable that a mobile city managed by gangsters, characterized by violence and bloodshed, would be destroyed by gang violence and bloodshed, right?